But overgrown and hardly visible trails was not the reason why we kept getting lost. Yes, every time we checked the map we realized we were on the wrong trail. Now that is really not like us. Actually both of us are quite good with maps but even though we kept checking the map at each trail mark we kept making wrong turns or maybe we were missing some turns altogether. Some trail marks were missing , sure, but that was also not a good excuse. Still at no time did I feel alarmed. Judging by the sun we kept going in the right direction and we had tons of time to get back to the car. Kenny was actually quite happy with our wanderings calling our hike a walkabout. He even did not mind that we would not get to the lakes.
As we got really close to the car, the creek kept calling our tired feet so we went for a cold soak. That was heavenly. My Achilles tendon felt especially grateful though I have to give him credit for good behavior on that hike. Ever so often Mr Achilles reminded me that I needed to slow down or step more carefully but in general he caused no problems.